They must have done so much coke and eaten so much fondue.

Can anyone recommend me a quality Swedish porn?

Waterloo is about bong water. You have to really pay attention to the lyrics.

So I had some great lucid dreams last night. I never go to bed hoping or concentrating to have them. They just happen sometimes. There's a moment in the dream where I say to myself, hey, I'm dreaming, and then I start controlling the dream. The dream also becomes hyper-real. Last night it seemed so real that I got scared once that I might not have been dreaming and was really driving down the road. So to prove to myself that I was still dreaming I decided I would see what would happen if I deliberately crashed into a big concrete wall. I said to myself that if I was dreaming I could just go right through the wall like it wasn't there, and that by concentrating enough that I was just dreaming, I really would be just dreaming and there would be no harm. So I crashed into the wall and passed right through it.

In another part, I decided to make out with this beautiful woman who passed me by on the street. Just grabbed her and started kissing her, and when she started to object, I said, Hey, wait, you're a character in my dream, you're not real, so this is OK. And she submitted. I could smell her perfume--another sign of my hyper-real lucid dreams, the sense of smell.

Anyway, thought I'd share.

damn, that sounds sexy. I've never been jealous of my parents before.

huh, and I always thought it was about "water sports".

oh the 70s
HAHAH

sorry i have to crack up every time someone says watersports, its a bit of an in-joke between me and someone

Cranking out some UUUUUU shit.

Yeah, same here. I'd also liked to have appreciated a pretty brown wardrobe, wood paneling, and avocado green everything in real-time.


Baby girl, you down with WS? Meet me at the old hot tub in ten minutes.

You could just move to the NW for that. Actually, the coke thing cycles around every two years here too. But fondue, sigh, those were the days...

I'm not even kidding, you just made me consider the northwest. I don't know if I could deal with the hippie culture though. Are there areas with considerably less hippies? Or zones in which they are outright reviled?

writing on this thread
listening to prefuse 73 (haven't i said this in two other threads already?)
getting bored

absolutely, there's Eastern Washington and Idaho! You will certainly get the color scheme you seek, and OH THE WOOD PANELING (with taxidermist decor of every species imaginable) though you'll have to substitute meth for coke and wash it down with moonshine made using runoff from playing watersports with your sister. don't go mentioning fondue either because that would be far too close to voting for Obama.

however, open season on hippies is 366 days a year, 367 on leap years, and the derby is just for "most" and "biggest" because nobody can keep track of "first". there is seriously a large movement in Eastern WA to secede and change the name of the new resulting state to "Lincoln", though I don't think anyone has told them yet that even though he was the first Republican, he also freed the slaves...

I'd kind of be looking for a nice middle ground. Like, I wouldn't want to be around people who were into going on fag drags, but I would be into non-incestuous moonshine. I'd want to be able to go on a bike ride with some folks but I also wouldn't want that bike ride to be in promotion of a new vegan bakery. I'm really not looking for anyone too zealous on either end of the political spectrum as people passionate about their politicians ultimately don't have a clue. I'm ok with gun ownership and I'm fine with people smoking lots of weed, but as soon as you start getting bumper stickers relating to either I'm not down with those people.

Does such a northwestern city exist?

we're almost soulmates

if this looks like a good time then call me

What do you mean 'almost'?


It does but these days I'd be into having some health insurance before I try that out.

damn, you're getting serious on me now. but yeah, Vancouver, WA. Portland's got the strip clubs, they got the strip malls. and a beautiful river full of radioactive waste and mutant salmon for windsurfing inbetwixt.

waiting for at least some of the extra 7 people in my house to leave before i run to the bathroom to get clothing to put on. :/

you do realize you just described yourself as home with an extra 7 people and naked, right?

trying to fucking fill my pokedex.

Ha ha. A local cartoonist did a panel showing a delighted Obama opening a gift box containing a flight suit and a sign that says "Mission Accomplished."

Meet the new Bush, same as the old Bush.

i'm not yet an anal advocate

I just cut 4 hours of my sleep due to risk. I have to wake up in about 3 hours for work....worth it? I'll see in the morning. Didn't even finish the fucking game of risk either...

I've never fully understood this thread. It seems to me that there is just one obvious answer: I am using the internet and, more specifically, checking up on SYG.

Are we suppose to post about what we just finished going? What we're doing in between the obvious answer?

I know I'm over thinking this which is why I haven't mentioned anything about it until now but it has built up to the point that I must say that this very long thread makes no sense to me. I suppose the answer is that this is SYG's Twitter... but I don't understand the appeal of Twitter, either.

haven't you ever heard of multitasking?

Sorry dude, that's the last thing I ever intend to do to anyone. Getting stupid on someone and being way romantic at someone is one one thing, but getting serious is generally uncalled for.

Hm... I like the idea of the Portland strip clubs. Does Vancouver, WA have any at all?





Ten minutes alone in a room with me and you'll be a changed man, bro.

No, Vancouver has no strip clubs at all, but then it doesn't need any with Portland right across the river. Portland has more per capita than Vegas, I'm relatively certain. Two on every corner.

Just got back from doing karaoke and making out in the naugahyde booths with my new gf and drinking her homemade apple wine while she gets her son to sleep. I sang Carpenters, Dolly Parton, and Barry Manilow tunes. She rocked "Separate Ways" by Journey. I'm overlooking that she was a stripper some years ago and she's overlooking that I'm still married with my wife living in my house until she can get some fraction of shit together. Her last two serious relationships had this same ex who's still around element to them, so patterns they do replay. Whatever. December is still the only decent month I've had in the whole pathetic year of 2009. Here's to rebooting.

No. Unless it is killing two birds with one stone, its accomplishing one task in between accomplishing another.

Where's the lunch break when you need it...

I meant you. :-)

I'm sitting on my couch in a bath robe watching the news.

Chocolate brown. The velvet type.
I should get dressed. It's 14:00 here!

Listening to Joanna Newsom and contemplating whether I should go watch Wonder Showzen or not.

God, that must be a torture

I love Joanna Newsom, she reminds me of magic elves and fairy dust.

Instead though, I went out to deliver Christmas cards and listened to Grouper in the snow.

that's the spirit.
which album that was? mine favourite might be "way they crept"

I was listening to "Cover the Windows and the Walls". I actually think I like everything she's done (that I've heard). A total beautiful craft of sound.

I did a quick snow video for a track I did a few days ago http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=grZjzlhLxLM

The sound is really horrible though. I guess the movie editor couldn't handle the intensely dense frequencies!